My poetry and rantings. Freestyle live and love and everything good you should take it when you have the chance.
February 2011
Never ignore your poetry blog .
It knows where you sleep.
Saturday, May 05, 2018
a-eclipse
I'm a mess, you and I feel tired, dirty and guilty from non sense. Why we do we miss each others sporadic spurts?when we ate respectively riding lightning and reach for one another to take]we are
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